i've been tokin' and smokin' for seven years now and i can honestly say that i never want out people have names for me pothead, druggie, a waste i smoke my inspiration my anti-depressant relief life's not bad its misunderstood i'm happy with who i am my heart is not wood i help my friends one crime i commit i smoke my inspiration for that i am shit? the man busted me with a $30 bag it costed me $1300 now who has been had i've never killed or stole or did anything wrong i just wanna be happy and my way i'll go on to help another not as fortunate as me a sister or brother a friend in need so why is it bad and why am i wrong do as you will and never harm anyone
Reason for writing:
i want some feedback in rhyme
Birth sign: Leo
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